When I got a little bit older, the first person I intentionally tried to reach out to was my great-aunt.
They walked the ends, with a large binding for one of her hands on each, and forced Leia to her knees in front of Jabba.
And if you hit a kid a bunch in the same place, people start to notice, so they got creative to keep their meal ticket intact-ish.
For years I had wanted to photograph these cages, to prove that these places actually exist.